'But I don't cheuse her to be thinking you're going to make love to her, and by-and-by, perhaps, expecting to—there's no knowing what young 'oomen may expect.'
'She isn't one to expect very much, and I am sure she doesn't take any liberties with any one, or go beyond her place.'
'Treue for you there; but that's no fault of yours. You don't take notice of any other female that I see, and seure you eused to make love to them all in turns.'
'I don't see any girl half as good as Gladys, or worthy to light a candle to her, that's why I have given them all up.'
'Name o' goodness what for? If you are going to make a fool of yourself about her, I'll soon send her away, and stop that anyhow.'
'You may save yourself the trouble, father, for I am going away myself. I can't be a land-lubber any longer, and I won't, so I shall look out for a ship, pretty soon.'
'All because that girl came here to bother us. Deet to goodness, them Irishers have been the plagues of my life ever since I married.'
'But she's Welsh, father, and you said so yourself.'
'She's a mongrel, and no good ever came out of them.'
'She saved mother's life, anyhow.'